After Nan Chen had finished washing up, he put on the shirt that Ning Ran had washed for him.

The shirt was wet, and since it was custom made, it stuck onto Nan Chen’s body and showed off his muscular body.

He is annoying, but damn, he is sexy. Ning Ran couldn’t help but peeked a little.

“This shirt,” asked Ning Ran quietly, “How long have you been wearing it?”

Nan Chen turned to her and thought Is this woman dumb? Why would she ask such stupid questions?

He was the head of the renowned Nanshi Corporation and had never worn a shirt more than 10 times so there was no way any of his shirts lasted even a year.

Ning Ran felt stupid after asking that question.

Regardless of how well-made a shirt was, it was impossible to wear it for 5 years, and Nan Chen was too rich to do so.

Moreover, none of the buttons on his shirt were missing so that shirt could not have been the one that was worn by the man who got her pregnant 5 years ago.

The two of them were quiet as they returned.

Nan Chen was tall and walked fast.

Ning Ran, on the other hand, was walking slowly because she was troubled. Nan Chen had to stop every few steps to wait for her so he became irritated.

“Can you walk faster? Or are your feet just that ridiculously small?”

“Are my feet supposed to be as big as yours?” refuted Ning Ran angrily.

Nan Chen was stunned. That woman really is infuriating.

“Where did you buy that shirt?” asked Ning Ran.

Nan Chen couldn’t make heads or tail of what that woman was trying to say.

“I don’t know,” replied Nan Chen.

“Fine, keep it to yourself!” said Ning Ran angrily.

The truth was, Nan Chen wasn’t lying about it. He truly had no idea.

Something as minor as buying shirts had always been taken care of by his employees so he couldn’t have known where he got that shirt.

They walked in silence again.

“Seriously though, where did you get that shirt? Have you always worn the same style?” asked the persistent Ning Ran.

and towered

with him had Ning Ran feeling

a man’s

men so even if Ning Ran

Ning Ran, “I know it’s a man’s shirt. It’s not like a girl’s shirt

was stunned again. Why is

This woman wants to buy a shirt for another

Nan Chen in

Ran was confused

who

be worn by her lover.

asked Ning Ran, “What are you

the shirt you

got what he was trying to say and giggled at that. “Not telling you,” teased Ning

you can’t get it anywhere!” shouted Nan Chen who felt much better

buying a shirt like mine for your lover because

angry over a single sentence uttered by that

about it before she nodded and said, “The

“What about it?”

said Ning Ran who didn’t want to talk about it

about it?”

“It’s nothing.”

is that woman hesitating? What is

too complicated, and it’d

Chen hated her, and she hated him too so telling

was going on, but Ning Ran refused to talk so there

them returned to the cabin, everyone noted that Ning Ran and

one knew where they went or what happened, and no one dared

and Dabao, on the other hand,

uncle’s shirt is wet,” said the observant Erbao, “And so is mommy’s

asked Dabao who turned to face

a shower together?”

widen at his baby

Dabao’s jaws

said Erbao who took back what

Third Uncle,” added

so icky!” said Erbao who was embarrassed by

“That’s right,” agreed Dabao.

where did they go and what did they do?” asked

he didn’t want to

was a blabbermouth, and she would not be able to keep the secret if she were to

go check on Mr. Blondie,” said

they noted that Zheng Lunlun’s face was no longer pale, and

his body was slowly being cured, and he was on

that Dabao’s treatment was right, and Zheng Lunlun

time like this, a kid was the one who

brother,” said Erbao who gave

shook his head and said,

will. I believe in my

worried,” said Dabao who

the confused Erbao, “Mr. Blondie

said Dabao, “I kept getting

comfort him. “You’re the best, my

check on them then. “What

you and Third Uncle

would ask that question all of a sudden. For a moment,

a bath. Even though they

said Ning Ran stiffly, “Just… kids

not a kid,” said Erbao with her chubby cheeks held high, “I

said Ning Ran who was grinning, “then won’t

still young,” said Erbao who was a master in the art of flattering others, “You’re the beautiful

“Beautiful lady?”

Chen who had

upon seeing the distaste in Nan Chen’s eyes,

sneered. Then, he bent down to

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